Moving Forward ch25
Jenny Loveridge had been thrilled to meet The Harry Potter when she was in hospital after she was attacked by that werewolf. She didn't understand back then when he told her about his friend the werewolf. At the time, before her first change, she hated werewolves. She still hated the one that bit her.
Her Dad had told her that because she was a werewolf now all her dreams of going to Hogwarts were dead. She had cried for a week, then a week later he ran into the house laughing and stinger around telling her that Harry Potter had made sure she would be going to Hogwarts.
As a victim of lycanthrope she was eligible for a scholarship. It was named after Harry's werewolf friend who used to teach at Hogwarts. She had become interested in learning more about Remus Lupin. The first werewolf to ever graduate Hogwarts. There was very little known about his life. She knew he had married an auror named Nymphadora Tonks and had a son Teddy that was just a few years younger than her. She hoped she would get to meet him at Hogwarts.
She was starting her first year in just a few weeks. Professor Slughorn, who looked like a Waris, had come to talk to her and her dad about the potion she would have to take and the safety procedures for the full moon. They toured the facility she would spend the full moons in. It was pretty big room with purple walls and a drawer to put her belongings in, so they wouldn't get wrecked. There was a large dog bed and a box of balls and squeaky toys. In the morning the school nurse would come with pain potions and muscle salve. Once she was fine she could return to her dorm.
Jenny Loveridge looked forward to Hogwarts and sent a thank you card to Harry Potter and Teddy Lupin.
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Lavender sighed she had loved this restaurant. Listening as Harry argued with the chef she knew they were never coming back.
"I'm not saying French food is bad, I'm saying it's not very hard to make something tasty when you have five hundred premium ingredients. Take an Italian or a Mexican they can take twelve ingredients and create ten completely different yet amazing meals. Do the same to a Frenchman and you might get two. The food is good, the techniques are useful but it doesn't take a lot of skill to make something that already tastes good, taste better." Harry explained.
"Get out! Get out! ou eathen!" The chef shouted.
"Yeah, yeah go fry a duck leg in the rendered fat of it's family you french monster!" Harry said as he was being pushed towards the door.
Lavender really liked duck confit.
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The weeks leading up to the wedding had Lavender on edge. Harry had found himself in trouble with his girlfriend kind of often for the littlest of things.
Lavender had found the muggle magazine Cosmopolitan. Like men everywhere he bemoaned that fact. She was taking the quiz one morning and asked "Harry, when do you find me the most beautiful?" His cheeky answer of "When you're on your knees, looking up at me with your mouth full." Did not go over well. He had to buy a more comfortable couch before the wedding.
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'Roll your right shoulder, roll your left shoulder, turn around, shake you butt, left kick, right kick, bend over and shake your butt' Draco Malfoy thought.
As part of his parole, Draco had to have a job and be "a contributing member of society" but few would hire a former death eater. It was only thanks to his mother's connections that Draco got this job.
When Potter had said "Since you like wearing a mask and being the center of attention, I have the perfect job for you."
That is how the former Slytherin prince found himself in a red dragon costume shaking his butt in front of thousands of quidditch fans.
Jokes on Potter though because Draco loved his job.
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Daphne Greengrass watched her future brother-in-law shaking his tail for the audience. She really had to hand it to Potter. How an obvious Slytherin like him tricked the entire wizarding world for nearly a decade into believing he was a Gryffindor was ingenius.
Harry Potter had his fingers in everything. He had revolutionized quidditch with the creation of the Snidget league. He single handedly created the British tourism industry in wizarding Britain. He was talking about opening a primary school so all young magicals started Hogwarts with the same educational foundation. That would also free up many witches days, where they could either work or punish their husbands pocket book if they refused their wives the right to work.
Potter had spoken on behalf of house elves to be recognized as a people. Woe betide anyone who said anything negative about The great Harry Potter sir, within earshot of any elf. Daphne had heard of elves serving fried dooky to a family who's patriarch had called Potter a son of a mudblood whore.
Potter had pushed for werewolf reforms. Arguing that they were people suffering from a disease. No one asked to be bitten and most went out of their way not to infect others. He argued that by denying werewolves the right to work, the Wizengamot was actually putting the public at risk. For without homes or the ability to purchase wolfsbane, the wolves had no ability to transform safely.
He had gotten the law changed so it was no longer legal to entrap Veela as sex slaves. Daphne had agreed whole heartedly with that. Veela gained magic by absorbing a man's seed, willingly given. If you trapped a Veela who had matured and begun sexual activity, then refused them the magic for six to eight months depending on the Veela they would become addicted to the seed of the first man who used then. Basically tieing them permanently to a disgusting rapist. Then by punishing the bastard you'd hurt his victim. Potter's solution was to give the man a draft of living death so the Veela would have access to his seed but could live her life without her master's influence.
If Potter had been dark inclined he would be the King of Magical Europe by now.
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A/N: This is now my longest and most reviewed story. Thanks. Because I got ahead of myself a little I estimate about four chapters left plus an epilogue. My surgery is scheduled for Thursday next week, though I have a feeling the pandemic is gonna fuck it up again. If so I have an idea for a time travel fix that's bugging me. Nobody's Fool.. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to start over on that one.